The water in the droplet instantly enveloped her. Qiao Xixi floated on the water's surface, gazing up at Yun Ji, who was being held up by Yun Qiong.
She suddenly understood the perspective from her dream.
Why had she seen Yun Ji from that angle? It was because he had been standing on the Fountain of Life, and as the eye of the spring, she had been dissolved within its waters, naturally looking up at him as if lying on her back.
Sigh. 'And here I was, calling Yun Ji old. Looking at it now, it seems I'm not so young myself.'
Qiao Xixi let out a soft, self-deprecating laugh, but tears streamed from the corners of her eyes.
The droplet grew larger and larger, pressing down heavily on the black hands reaching out from the abyss.
Under the droplet's immense pressure, the monster trying to crawl out was also suppressed.
Jin Ling coughed up a mouthful of blood. Even though his injuries were so severe he could barely move, he gritted his teeth and forced himself to crawl forward.
